Chapter 1047: Chapter 636: The Truth of the Calamity (Part 2)

Lu Yuan was seeing these strange and powerful myths for the first time.

Most of them were shrouded in an ominous red glow. Even though they tried their best to restrain this red glow, this weird aura was extremely uncomfortable, akin to a natural enemy of life.

“Are they… perhaps ghosts?” The concept of “ghosts” emerged in Lu Yuan’s mind.

But he quickly shook his head.

These innate myths evidently possessed intelligence, and their aura wasn’t as horrifying as the ghosts.

“Could this be the result of a blood sacrifice, or perhaps the infinite qi…”

A small portion of these innate myths did not have this red glow, but their fighting power seemed somewhat weaker compared to those with the red glow.

Lu Yuan vaguely felt that those without the red glow had combat power akin to ancient insects.

“Wait… who are the ancient insects again?”

This thought quickly vanished, leaving Lu Yuan feeling hazy, knowing he was about to lose his memory again. He rushed to hide with the Undying Giant Turtle in a house on the mountainside, observing these innate myths.

The world, under the impact of the epoch, was like this. Without using the infinite qi, one would gradually fall in continuous confrontations.

As a result, most myths had that eerie aura.

“They came here to uncover the reason for the night’s emergence…” Duomu grumbled hatefully, “Most of them have sacrificed many spirits… Despite having unlimited qi, they even perform blood sacrifices on others. Greed knows no bounds.”

He then sighed, “Even with the Immortal Slaying Sword, I am far from being their match.”

Of course, among the myths, the Crane Immortal and Turtle Immortal masters of Kunlun Mountain remained top-tier beings.

These leaders from outside did not trouble these juniors and would not pay them any mind at all.

Seven days later, Duomu set off with the Immortal Slaying Sword in hand.

While jogging along the mountain path, he reminisced about past days, feeling many emotions inside. At that time, he was so full of spirit, as if he could slay all darkness.

But now, in just a short few years, everything has changed.

Human strength ultimately has limits, and the Heavenly Dao ultimately has determinations.

The junior brother disappeared, and even the senior brother vanished… When will it be my turn?

The Undying Giant Turtle sensed its master’s emotional change and followed him closely, crying “Wagaga!”

“Why are you following me? Go back! Don’t you know there are terrifying beings atop the mountain peak?”

“Get lost!”

“Hurry up and leave! This is my matter, you’re only a turtle! Don’t come with me!”

“I told you to go away, did you hear me? Get lost!”

“Wagaga!” The Undying Giant Turtle cried fiercely.

“Sigh… why are you doing this… even though you are undying, why seek your own suffering?” Duomu turned back, his voice trembling, and touched its turtle shell. “Be compliant and take the long-burning lamp to find a good home. I beg of you, don’t follow me.”

He left.

In just the blink of an eye, he outpaced the Undying Giant Turtle.

The small turtle was still unwilling to give up and, stepping on its short legs, headed towards the mountain peak.

Lu Yuan, feeling insignificant, hid on the side, not intervening in anything.

He was merely an observer.

Everything was just a story that happened in the past…

Yet experiencing it in person prompts a sigh. Whether in ancient times or modern days, the only constant is the burning passion, the most precious thing in the idealist world, more precious than diamond.

The Undying Giant Turtle climbed halfway but could no longer proceed, as an invisible barrier seemed to block its way forward–the idealist fluctuations ahead were too intense, and its small body was incapable of approaching.

It considered another way and began climbing frantically on a cliffside.

Its climb was very challenging, using all its strength in its thick, short limbs.

Lu Yuan clearly could help it but dared not, fearing he would lose memory at a crucial moment.

Fortunately, it ultimately was an anomaly, spending enormous strength to climb to a certain mountain peak.

The mountain peak where the Ten Thousand Miles Mirror resided was Kunlun Peak, whereas the peak the Undying Giant Turtle climbed was just an ordinary mountain. It could only gaze at Duomu remotely.

“Mr. Turtle, mourn.”

“Wagaga!” The Undying Giant Turtle could only utter this sound, appearing slightly sorrowful at this moment.

Kunlun Peak was shrouded in clouds and mist with many flying beasts and spirits, with numerous mythical level leaders looking like giants, having circle halos behind them, resembling wheels of merit.

Some mythical level anomalies resembled towering mountain peaks.

They wanted to uncover the truth behind the occurrence of “night”!

After the seventh day’s sun rose, a weary Crane Immortal emerged, supported by Turtle Immortal.

Clearly, the Crane Immortal’s condition was poor.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he vaguely carried a hint of blood qi.

Lu Yuan saw Duomu.

Duomu, witnessing the blood-colored aura on his master, showed a hint of despair mixed with sorrow on his face.

But he said nothing, merely holding his treasured sword, tears fell from his eyes.

“Dear all, coming to Kunlun Peak, surely you wish to know more of the truth. I will detail it here for you,” Turtle Immortal sighed deeply, observing his disciple’s expression.

“I call this calamity the epoch disaster. This time will be difficult to endure.”

He glanced at some myths with clearer expressions and absent blood coloration, “You who have yet to use the ‘infinite qi,’ should temporarily avoid it.”

“Why cannot we know?” someone among them asked.

“This information is toxic, listening will lead to severe aftereffects. If you are not afraid of death, you may stay… As soon as you hear it, you become like him.”